Ice Bound Hearts - A Fake Dating Hockey Romance
Wait, I need my small black purse for my mobile.
As I open the door, I almost smash into Alex damn Stone. “You creep. What are you doing standing right outside the door? Jeez.” I almost spit at him.
“You look stunning, Petal. Ravishing.”
“Thanks.”
“Shall we?” He offers me his arm. I have to admit he looks fine in his suit that fits him like a dream. You can tell it’s expensive and had been made to measure. The way it hugs his broad shoulders, the slim fit of his pants, I bet if I were to check, they’d be hugging his firm ass nicely. Too much. Stop that right now.